Su Haoran glanced sideways at Hamin who suddenly appeared, and said coldly: "Let him go? Then what?!"
"Then!"
Ham stared at Su Haoran with a sinister look in his eyes. He was silent for a while and said nothing.
Su Haoran said: "Then, you and the high priest want to join forces to deal with me, right?"
Hamin still didn't say a word. It was obvious that Su Haoran's words hit the mark and exposed his thoughts.
Su Haoran added: "However, I am not afraid even if one fights two, but..."
When he said nothing, Su Haoran's right hand suddenly relaxed.
The high priest suddenly felt the pressure disappear and quickly stood up and retreated. How could he still have the majesty of the high priest of the Holy Palace?
Su Haoran didn't stop him, with a look of disdain on his face, and continued: "It's just that if you both lose, I want the Holy Palace to publicly recognize my identity."
"What's your identity?" Hamin finally spoke.
Su Haoran said: "Admit that I am the King of Slanda."
King of Slanda!
As soon as these five words were uttered, the whole audience exploded.
"It turns out that this is the real purpose of Mr. Huya, to be crowned king in the Sin City. It turns out that he has long wanted to challenge the authority of the Holy Palace." Hopkins clenched his fists in excitement, but quickly covered himself.
Q.
After being excited, he was afraid that Su Haoran would not be able to defeat the two powerful men of the Holy Palace. Su Haoran challenged the Holy Palace head-on. It would be a good thing if he succeeded in becoming the king of Slan, but once he failed, Hopkins would do it in such a public and high-profile manner.
Huya likes it, how will the Golden Knights hang out in Slanda in the future?
However, what surprised people was Vilanne. She originally said that her position would depend on the situation, but at this time she actually walked out on her own initiative.
"King of Slanda, Mr. Huya is so courageous!"
Villani tilted her head and looked at Su Haoran with bright eyes, like a little girl looking at a superhero. Her eyes were full of admiration and she asked loudly: "What if you really become the King of Slanda?"
, will it change the rules of the Free City?”
"It won't change. I just want to be the king that you recognize, but I am not in a superior-subordinate relationship with you." Su Haoran said.
"Well, I support you. The strong is king. This is the law of survival in the city of freedom."
Vilanne's words caught everyone off guard. This was an open siding.
The high priest who fled back to Ham'in suddenly looked at Vilanne and shouted hysterically: "Annie, if you admit that Huya is the king of Slandar, where does that put our Holy Palace?"
"Holy Palace, Holy Palace has always been the strongest organization in Slanda, but you didn't ask to be king!" Villani replied very smartly: "If Mr. Huya can really defeat the Holy Palace, then Heavenly Sword will take his place.
I won the throne of the Holy Palace, I don’t even want to admit it!”
That's right, although what Vilanne said made the people in the Holy Palace sound uncomfortable, there was nothing wrong with it.
"good!"
The right priest Hamin suddenly said: "Huya, if you can defeat me and join forces with the high priest, I will recognize you as the king of Slanda."
"It's not you who admit it, it's your Holy Palace who admits it." Su Haoran spoke forcefully.
Hamin and the high priest looked at each other, and then said in unison: "Okay, I agree!"
Immediately, the three of them retreated at the same time, opening up the decisive battle circle.
Vilanne quickly retreated to her seat, and the whole place became quiet again.
"Huya, suffer death!"
Three seconds later, Hamu Yin stepped forward and clasped Su Haoran's head with his right hand like a steel hook.
Although this right priest is very old, he moves like a lion attacking a rabbit, with his white hair fluttering in the wind, and the terrifying palm force forming a force that seems to be able to lock the space, and envelopes Su Haoran.
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Although Hamuin's realm is the same as that of the high priest, his strength is at least higher than that of the high priest.
Although he is of the same level as Si, he is just a virtual saint, but his palm power actually has a hint of the power of enlightenment.
Su Haoran's eyes gleamed with golden light, his left shoulder shook, his arm was like a long whip hanging from a horse, and his fist was like the tip of the whip whipping the sky.
Bang!
The fists and palms collided, and the strength of the fight collapsed. The terrifying power of the Forty-Seven Secrets exploded, and Hamin's right arm was shot up more than three feet.
"Damn it! He seemed to have the upper hand in carrying the right priest of the Holy Palace. Judging from this, he still has some strength left when facing the high priest!" A strong man onlookers roared loudly, as if he was carrying Hamuin hard.
The people are just like him.
At the same time, Hamin, whose right hand was bounced, made a fist with his left hand like a spindle and hit Su Haoran's chest.
Su Haoran twisted his body, raised his right arm horizontally, and bent his elbow to press Hamin's fist.
Bang!
There was another muffled sound, and large pieces of cloth were blown into the air. The material at the elbow joint of Su Haoran's right arm and the sleeve of Ha Muyin's left arm were simultaneously blown to pieces.
"too strong!"
Another charming woman who was watching covered her mouth with her hands and screamed: "Huya could obviously avoid this punch, but he actually took the initiative to touch the right priest's fist. He just wanted to use the strongest possible stance to clear his name. He
He is the king of Slanda!"
Ham frowned at this time. He felt that his right fist and forearm were numb. Su Haoran's physical strength shocked him greatly.
But even so, Hamin's movements did not show any sluggishness at all. He retracted his fists, raised his knees, and kicked Su Haoran in the lower abdomen.
However, Su Haoran was faster. With his prophetic perspective, he had already seen Hamin's next move and jumped up in advance.
Just as Hamin's kick was in the air, Su Haoran turned around in the air and kicked with a 44-yard kick, which had already hit Hamin's face three inches away.
That's right, after Su Haoran thoroughly practiced the Thirty-Three-Day Bone Hidden Art, not only did his height reach 1.86 meters, but his feet also grew a size larger.
Bang!
Hamu quickly stepped back and crossed his arms to block Su Haoran's kick. As a result, Su Haoran was so shocked that his feet scraped the ground and he slid six or seven meters away.
"Oh my god!"
Another black man who was watching loudly exclaimed: "The right priest of the Holy Palace is no match for Lord Huya. Huya will definitely become the king of Slanda."
Three people in a row loudly marveled at Su Haoran's strength due to excessive shock, causing others who did not dare to speak to start talking uncontrollably.
"It's too strong. I have never seen such a powerful young master."
"Young, handsome, and unfathomable in strength. If Huya can really become the King of Slanda, I think he will be worthy of the title."
"In the past, there were relatively few Easterners in the Dark World, and Easterners had no place in the Dark World. But now the situation has completely reversed. Today, a king-level figure will be born in the Western Dark World!"
With only three moves, Su Haoran's Tiger Fang began to gain the status of a king.
However, these people who are building momentum for him have no idea that the first three guys who took the lead in shouting are all new members of Tiantian Sword.
They were entrusted by Su Haoran in advance. They were like ancient emperors who had not yet ascended the throne but wanted to seize the opportunity and build momentum.
"Huya, go to hell!"
Just when Su Haoran knocked Hamin away with his kick and before he even landed on the ground, the high priest suddenly rushed out from his side and stabbed Su Haoran's weak ribs with a sharp ancient Arabian snake-shaped iron sword.
"Not good!" Hopkins' face turned dark and he couldn't help but exclaimed and stood up.
"It's over!" Wilanne was also frightened and turned pale. She had just chosen a side in advance. If Su Haoran was killed, her Red Satin Organization would definitely suffer crazy revenge from the Holy Palace.
ah!
However, just when the tip of the sword almost hit Su
When Haoran was removing the fabric from his ribs, the high priest suddenly threw his sword, put his head in his hands and screamed and squatted on the ground.
"You damn old man, I've been staring at you. Do you really think you can kill me with a sneak attack?"
Su Haoran raised a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth. He had not used the needle-reading technique for a long time, but it would definitely work every time he used it.
After making a taunt, Su Haoran landed with his left foot, but raised his right foot high, making a simple and violent downward move, and the sole of his foot hit the high priest's back hard.
Click!
Without any suspense, the high priest was knocked to the ground by Su Haoran's kick, and his spine made a crisp sound like a string of broken porcelain.
"Huya, how dare you!"
Ham's eyes turned red and he punched Su Haoran.
However, Su Haoran dived down, slid to the right, and turned from Ham Yan's armpit to behind him.
At the same time, a golden scimitar was placed firmly on his neck.
Hamin, who was crazy and angry, felt a chill on his neck, and his body instantly froze in place.
"Do you accept it?" Su Haoran held the prison sword in his hand, with a calm look on his face that was completely inconsistent with his age.
"What an exquisite movement, what a terrifying sword move!" Ham's furious mood calmed down instantly, and there was a look of disappointment that could not be concealed in his eyes. He did not say whether he was convinced or not, but said softly: "I'm old
Now, this world belongs to the younger generation."
This old guy's words seemed to be announcing to the entire Slanda that the era of the Holy Palace had ended, and the era of Skyward Sword had begun.
"We won, Huya actually won with one against two."
"How many moves? Did you count them? Huya seems to have won within five moves, right?"
"King, Huya is the true king of Slanda."
The whole place was in an uproar. Su Haoran, with his absolute strength, had already made the unrelated people watching shout the name of the king.
Under everyone's envious, hot, and adoring gaze, Su Haoran raised his hand and patted Hamin's shoulder, and asked with a smile: "Your Holy Palace, are you willing to recognize me as the King of Silanda?"
Hamin said with a cold face: "Am I qualified not to admit it?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I want your affirmative answer."
"I admit that, on behalf of the Holy Palace, I admit that Huya is the king of Slanda!"
Under Su Haoran's strong pressure, Hamin was finally convinced and publicly recognized Su Haoran's status as the king.
"Did everyone hear that?"
Su Haoran glanced at everyone around him and asked loudly: "The Holy Palace recognizes me as the King of Slanda, do you admit it?"
"admit!"
Hopkins was the first to raise his hand and said loudly: "On behalf of the Golden Cavalry Regiment, I admit that the leader of Tianjian, Huya Xuanyuan Sword, is the king of Slanda!"
"I admit it too!"
Villani actually jumped on the table, waved her hands and said: "Mr. Huya is the king of Slanda!"
"King of Slanda!"
Then, another big man with tattoos all over his neck raised his hands.
He is the boss of the Poison Leech Corps, and his overall strength in Slanda is second only to the five major forces. Today, the five major forces came to sign the Free City Security Alliance Agreement, and he was also invited to watch the ceremony.
"King of Slanda!"
Immediately afterwards, another big white man shouted.
He is the leader of the White Gang and ranks seventh among the forces in Slanda.
"King of Slanda!"
"King of Slanda!"
…
Driven by these big guys, the call for the King of Slandar gradually grew higher and higher.
Buzz!
At this moment, Su Haoran felt his heart heat up, and a strange message appeared in his mind: The Human Emperor's hegemonic body became king, and the secret meaning of the Human King's Seal was opened.